Fresh Threats Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Keep them in your pocket to pull out,
Fresh threats.
To remember and address them.

Increased are fresh threats.
So fresh...
Even those taking quick steps,
Through shopping malls...
Have become worried to death,
They wont be able to catch their breath...
If holiday sales usually easy to get,
Suddenly attract mad dashers...
Rushing to use their credit to max,
Since all available cash...
Has been stashed away to spend for gas.

And those updated fresh threats,
Make it difficult for folks...
Knowing their delusions are being provoked,
And hacked by attackers.
Even movies depicting comedic fantasies,
Have begun to assault mindsets fixed...
With it disbelieved their most treasured possession,
Is being stripped away to have them crawl on knees...
Begging to plead,
'Please don't take our values away.'

~Where have the minds of the people gone? ~

'Most can be found on the fifth floor.
That's where the new video games are sold.
Unless you're referring to something else.
I could get a salesperson if you are seeking help.'

~The one with the headphones on? ~

'Yes.
Isn't awful how these kids,
Have lost respect for our values.'

~Yeah.
How terrible they are,
To have been permitted to degrade...
Our standards in such a public way.~

'Well...
If only the people we elect to represent us,
Were more competent...
We would have less of this nonsense going on.
OH! There it is.
Excuse me.
I can't believe this!
My daughter has been looking for that exact lingerie,
To wear at her senior prom.
I'm going to get it for her for Christmas.
God is so good. Aint He? '

~I need to pray.
I need to just get away...and PRAY.~

'I hear you.
Prayer reveals so many wonderful things.'